It was a different night for Jonathan—Not just because it was his first time being out in a party since like forever. But also because, you were insanely drunk and off your rocker tonight.

You were getting extremely clingy and hot and bothered, he didn’t mind necessarily. But it was strange. . .

Now, you were on Jonathan’s bed as he took a shower, you groaned and whimpered. Which made him worry a bit. “what’s wrong, Harrington?”